Hey, what up y'all?Npg's in the house kickin' the giftTalkin' about us livin' in an incubated societyAnd ain't shit changed in 20 years y'allWe just in a state of sobrietyThat's right - this one is subject 2 justificationCuz we shootin' 4 heads of stateHmph, and 2 my brothers and sisters strugglin' 2 try and learnDon't be confused by the term...

Ahh, Goldnigga - a term that might seem offensive 2 someBut one we've adapted - that means the money's earnedBy the knowledge and creative efforts of a black manWho can feel good cuz there's no blood on his handsIn a time when respect is gotten, not from what a leader might sayBut 9 M's, Glock 7's and ak'sIt's a shame, but that's the way it isThat's the reality of things - our state of mind has been twistedDemented in the way that seems irreversible2 much clout and status in the movers and shakers and people with pullInstead of leading, we are being ledBy generations of punk motherfu... Yo Tone, nuff saidYeah, you right, but I must speak on thisBefore me and my people die in this endless abyssSo as we go round and round in an attempt 2 get biggerI send a shout out 2 all my fellow GoldniggazStay strong!

Chorus:Goldnigga - we can turn this mutha outGoldnigga - tell me what U're all about (Stay strong)Goldnigga - we can turn this mutha outGoldnigga - tell me what U're all about (Please, please stop!)

Get up, stand up, stand up 4 your rightsCuz Goldniggaz don't go out without a fightMentality's 2 strong, we bring brothers who struggle alongNevermind preachin' about the prior things they had did wrongCuz every new day is a fresh startAnd I mean that shit from the bottom of my heartI place this burden on the shoulders with an upraisal in effectIt's time we earn proper respect(Please stop!) {sample repeats in bg}Big up goldniggaz